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Murdered in the line of duty after saving the lives of 13 students, his 1.5-year-old daughter was left an orphan
"Save-mommy! Save-Daddy!" The little girl Wenxin opened her mouth wide and kept crying, her hands grasping the shoulders of the neighbor who was holding her. Tears, snot, all flowed out.
She was only a year and a half old and could not speak clearly. After the earthquake, for four days, she never heard her mom or dad's voice again, not even a word.
No one told her that her mom, Yan Rong, a teacher at Yingxiu Elementary School, would never come back after saving 13 students; and her dad, still no news.
Life and death, save the students
May 12 afternoon, Chongzhou Huaiyuan Middle School building collapsed, in front of the sudden disaster, the school more than 700 teachers and students the vast majority of the smooth out of danger, but the English teacher Wu Zhonghong forever left his love of students. The earthquake struck, Mr. Wu led the students to evacuate from the stairway, heard that some students have not yet come down, he righteously returned from the third floor to the fourth floor, when the building suddenly collapsed, Mr. Wu and several students were swallowed up ......
"Take off my wings and give you to fly! "
When the Wenchuan County Yingxiu town of the masses of bare hands to move away from the collapsed corner of the town elementary school building, was stunned by the scene in front of him: a man kneeling servant in the rubble, arms tightly embracing the two children, the two children are still alive, and he has been dead! Due to the arms of the tightly embracing children have been stiff, rescuers had to tearfully saw it off before the children were rescued. This was Zhang Mia, a 29-year-old teacher at the school. "Take off my wings and give them to you to fly." Multi-talented, favorite singing teacher Zhang Mia interpreted the lyrics with his life, with flesh and blood for his students firmly hold the door of life.
Life's Last Posture
The teaching building at Hongbai Town Center School in Shifang City, Sichuan Province, collapsed in the earthquake, with serious injuries and deaths among teachers and students. Second-grade language teacher Tang Juji's final choice at the moment of life and death is admirable and moving. This is a young teacher in his early 20s, with a child just six or seven months old. When the earthquake struck, the class he was teaching was located on the first floor and could have escaped, but he chose to stay and rescue his child. Mr. Tang's final pose is framed in this image - a child grasped under each arm, and a few more under his body. The children he shielded with his flesh and blood were lucky to survive, but he died in the rubble.
"I'm afraid I can't, save the students"
In the afternoon of May 12, Gou Xiaochao, a 24-year-old teacher at Yong'anba Village Primary School in Hongkou Town, Tongjiang County, Bazhong City, Sichuan Province, was on duty in the third-floor classroom as usual. Suddenly, the whole building began to shake and tremble. Almost instinctively, he yelled, "Students, run!" Almost at the same time, he rushed to the balcony and loudly called the teachers and students of other classes.
Most of the students were in a daze when they were suddenly awakened from their naps. Gou Xiaochao while shouting "run, dangerous, fast, fast ......", while quickly picking up a student to rush downstairs. To the downstairs, can not catch a breath, immediately back to the third floor. He picked up two students again, rushed downstairs ......
When he rushed to the third floor again, once again picked up two students, once again rushed downstairs, the top floor collapsed. The students who were carried downstairs by Gou Xiaochao were saved. However, Gou Xiaochao was collapsed concrete and brick smashed broken legs, chest also suffered serious injuries, fell in a pool of blood ......
Other teachers and villagers in the school immediately implemented rescue. Seeing that some people are ready to move the bricks and concrete on their own, Gou Xiaochao said intermittently: "I ...... am afraid ...... can not, fast ...... fast ...... save the students." He said with difficulty, pointing his finger to the top floor: "There are students ...... up there ...... and ...... there."
Gou Xiaochao just married on May 2 this year, May 12 back to school. That afternoon, Gou Xiaochao's school building collapsed in the earthquake. Hongkou town center health hospital medical conditions are limited, Gou Xiaochao and was urgently transferred to the county hospital. Because of the seriousness of the injury, Gou Xiaochao in halfway gently closed his eyes.
She gave up her own dolls, thinking about other people's kindergarten teachers
Her shipwrecked child was dug out, she came out of the tears finally as flash floods: "Wa ...... dolls ...... mom ...... too late ...... ah ......"
"Doll, your face how so dirty ah? " Nie Xiaoyan opened the brand new pink cotton mattress brought around for an unknown period of time, carefully wrapped the child, "Mom to wash you clean." She and her husband gently wiped the child's dusty hair and face with a handkerchief, as if afraid to wake the child.
When the earthquake struck, the children were all taking naps, and Nie Xiaoyan carried two children out one by one, while her own child was still in the house! Ms. Nie Xiaoyan, you used your selfless, self-sacrificing noble character to open the door of life for the children.
With life as a support, sacrificing his life to protect the life of the director of teaching
The children were able to survive, while their teacher Tan went forever ......
"If it were not for Ms. Tan on top of the protection, these four children a can not live. " Rescued girl Liu Hongli's uncle said with tears. "In our school teachers Tan teacher is the most heartbroken students of a, walking on campus, far from seeing a small stone on the ground he has to walk over to pick up, for fear that students accidentally fall." Xia Kaixiu teacher said.
Liu Hongli's uncle looked up to the sky and sighed: "Mr. Tan, a great man, a great hero Oh!"
Saved 59 students, but lost his daughter!
Beichuan County No. 1 Middle School teacher Liu Ning in the great quake when the resourcefulness to protect 59 students, but lost their own baby daughter ......
Classroom teacher pushed the girls out of the classroom
Wang Zhouming is a young teacher, is the class teacher of more than 50 students. When the earthquake struck, he commanded the students to escape from the front and back doors of the classroom in two directions. The moment the house collapsed, he rushed forward with an arrow step and pushed a girl out of the classroom who had not yet run out of the classroom. At this point, a thick beam hit him in the head, his skull was shattered ......
School administration office director Zhang Wen said he rushed back to the school from outside, the girl cried as soon as she saw him: "Mr. Wang in order to save me, was smashed to death."
Dance teacher's body to protect students
Tang Hong is in his 20s, and is a young and beautiful dance teacher. When the earthquake struck, she was rehearsing for her students to meet the "June 1" Children's Day dance program. After the discovery of the danger, she pushed the students to the corner of the wall, holding them in their arms, the collapsed building fell on her body ...... Her body was found when she leaned over the corner of the wall. In her arms, three girls survived.
English teacher's body in two
In the rubble, her body was broken in two, her face a bloody mess. Her hands are still holding her two students tightly! People how to break, but can not break her hands tightly embracing the students!
She was evacuating students from the classroom when the earthquake struck. When she saw two students who were at a loss for words, she ran over to them, grabbed one in her arms, and rushed towards the door. The building suddenly collapsed, burying her and several students in the rubble.
The teacher, Xiang Qian, graduated from college last year and went to work as an English teacher at Longju Elementary School in Shifang City. Xiang Qian's father, Xiang Zhonghai, is the vice principal of Nanquan Primary School in Shifang City, and he was devastated: "I can understand, as a teacher, should be like this! I can understand that, as a teacher, this is the way it should be!
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There is a story about a boy with two deep surgical scars on his back.
One day in gym class, when he took off his shirt, he was seen by other students, "It's horrible, what's going on" "You're not a monster, are you?" "That's disgusting, like two big caterpillars"
The innocent child's thoughtless comment made the little boy so sad that he cried.
Think about it, how would you react if you were in this situation?
Let's see what the teacher in the story did?
The teacher walked slowly towards the boy, and gave him a surprised look: "Is it true what you say? You remind me of a beautiful legend, students want to know?
Everyone nodded in unison and gathered around the teacher.
The teacher pointed to the two red scars on the boy's back and said, "You know, every little child is turned into a little angel from heaven. When angels turn into children, they have to take off their beautiful wings, but some little angels are a little slow to take off their wings completely, and this time, the angel turned into a child, will leave two scars on his back. Grown up also have not yet taken off their wings ......"
"Wow ......" the children let out a gasp. "So, are those angel wings?"
"Yes!" A gentle and mysterious smile appeared on the teacher's face,
Suddenly, a child innocently said, "Teacher, can we touch the angel's wings?"
"That depends on whether the little angel is willing or not!" The teacher smiled and winked his nitrile at the little boy.
The little boy stopped crying and nodded shyly. The child gently touched the scar on the boy's back and exclaimed happily, "I touched the angel's wings!" This caused all the other children to shout desperately, "I want to touch the little angel's wings too. "
Later, the little boy grew up, he y thanked the teacher who let you give him revitalized confidence. High school also participated in the city's swimming competition, got the runner-up. He bravely chose to swim, because he believed that the scars on his back, was blessed by the teacher's love "angel wings".
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It was my dream to become a teacher. But by mistake, I studied economics and management, and after graduating from college, I ran a company with my father. But my childhood dream has become a knot in my heart.
Early August 2003, I happened to see in the newspaper, the new road elementary school teacher recruitment message, the mood has not been able to calm. Hubby saw my mind, he said to me tentatively: "Why don't you go and try? Prove yourself or not!" So I began to make preparations to apply for the job. I made a beautiful booklet of my published articles and award certificates, and wrote on the title page, "There's a name for it - Dreams".
Everything is ready, I carried my father out of the door, because he thought I was "not doing his job". Perhaps it was my words and that persistence moved the principal and other teachers, through the interview, trial, after the defense, I was hired. I was happy for myself, but problems arose. The monthly salary of an elementary school teacher was only 500 yuan, and I had to start from scratch. After many deep talks with my father, which resulted in my father getting very angry and me crying uncontrollably, I finally chose to go to the school. on August 23rd, I became an employed teacher. Being far from home and in a new environment, there were many things to overcome and adapt to. Every morning I am the office to go the earliest, noon after school to send students out of school, after lunch, on the desk on the floor for a while, the afternoon students are gone, but also to participate in the learning of the school organization.
September 10, 2003 is the 19th Teacher's Day, but also I entered the 19th day of the new road elementary school. Early in the morning, as usual, I came to the playground to wait for signing in, surrounded by colleagues are glowing to meet their own holiday, I suddenly could not find their own position, I do not know if I count myself as one of them. I noticed that they were holding different gifts in their hands, and the most dazzling ones were those carnations, how I longed for a little one of mine! But I hadn't been here long and the students didn't know me. In the crowd I heard a voice: "Teacher Wang, wait for me!" I turned my head and asked a girl, "Is it talking to me?" She replied while running towards me. She told me to close my eyes with her back and when I opened them, a fiery red carnation appeared in front of me. "Teacher Wang, this is from me, wishing you a happy holiday!" I didn't even have time to say thank you before she flew away. I froze for half a day, and tears came to my eyes. It was the most beautiful flower I had seen in over 20 years.
But I never expected that this would be my first and last Teacher's Day. In October of that year, grandpa suddenly died, his father and mother have been sick, the changes in the family had to force me to make a choice, I resigned from the new road elementary school work. After a full 60 days as a teacher, holding two months of salary, I once again shed tears. Wang Lin